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Chapter 659: Capture the thief first and capture the king first

Sixteenth Street is located on Sixteenth Street in Westchester.

The base camp is an old six-story apartment building. Some of the outer walls are peeling off and it looks very old.

The surface is painted with rebellious hippie-style graffiti.

Outside the building, more than 20 strong young men with fair skin gathered. With the ideal of becoming a leader, they joined the lowest level of Sixteenth Street to intimidate ordinary people outside.

They would rather take a long detour than cross this street.

The status of this group of people is low, but their attack power is not weak at all.

In this special period, everyone has a gun in their pocket.

As long as any African-American member of Manhattan comes over, they will judge it as a war and shoot directly.

This is the order given to them from above.

The exciting plot and scenes like a movie have always been their dream. Seeing this scene is worth dying for!
It's best for the enemy to be cruel and violent, and ravage them to their heart's content!

Lear was lying on the bed, fast asleep.

The room on the top floor of the building near the west side is the bedroom of Lil Ashar, the boss of Sixteenth Street.

The grenade-shaped object fell in front of him with a high parabolic trajectory, and his actions were predicted in advance by the shooter.

"Ah!" The two blond women on the bed screamed, but the screams were not of panic, but of fanaticism.

The man was wearing a dark blue uniform with the New York City Police Department's insignia and logo clearly visible on it.

It was a smoke bomb, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lear immediately changed direction and quickly flew toward the door, leaving a series of bullet holes in the wall.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of evil wind rushed forward from behind. Lille could not continue to open the door. He spun his left foot and kicked his right leg backward.

This kind of female college students who have no experience in the world and are full of rebellious atmosphere are best to be kidnapped. They don't even need to spend money. As long as they show their strength, they can take the initiative to belly dance.

He wanted to go back to sleep, but a rope hung in front of the window.

There have been constant conflicts between the gangs on Sixteenth Street and Manhattan recently, and they haven't taken action yet, but there are people above them suppressing them.

On his left and right were two female college students with blond hair and fair skin.

Lear didn't think this helicopter was coming to cause trouble for Manhattan.

……

The elite and backbone of the 16th street stay in the building, mostly on the third floor.

They don't do that when no one has pointed out the need for a medicine girl.

If the government really wants to take any action, it will notify it in advance. It is impossible to have any impact on 16th Street.

Lille didn't see the safety pin, and immediately broke out in cold sweat. He slapped the thing against the wall, and a large amount of white smoke came out.

At that moment, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, turned around, and tightened the muscles of his feet, like springs that were pressed to the extreme and exploded in an instant.

Police chiefs don't want bad incidents to break out in their own jurisdictions.

Rumble~
Hearing the strange sound, Lear stood up.

He has a young appearance, sharp eyes, and a fierce fighting style.

There are men and women.

Click, click, there was a soft sound, the bullet shattered the glass, and came with a fatal sound.

In the blink of an eye, Lear rushed to the door, trying to open it and call for reinforcements from his younger brother.

Below the third floor, there are arms, illegal drugs, and children purchased from Sixteenth Street and Victoria Company.

Through the glass, he saw a military helicopter flying towards here.

Six o'clock in the morning is not enough time for the boss to work.

Shouldn't you be coming here for yourself?
Lear thought, and quickly put this possibility aside. You must know that Mr. William is behind Street Sixteen.

He is 1.98 meters tall and has a strong build. He seems to be able to kill a cow with one punch.

Lille had been worried about the other party making a surprise attack, so he left the two girls beside him and strode to the window.

It was at this time that he saw clearly what his attacker looked like.

Leal wanted to open the drawer and take out his sidearm.

As for the types of medicine girls that require payment, Shiliujie Street usually does not take the initiative to do it, and will only provide corresponding services to customers.

……

But immigrants often don’t follow local rules.

Leer's pupils widened.

He scratched his head and noticed the helicopter approaching the mansion.

People rushed to the bedside.

Any tasks?

Facing his whip kick, this one didn't even dodge. Instead, he rushed forward, like a flash of lightning, and punched out from close range, "Bull."

boom!
The man's fist hit Lille's chest before the whip leg could reach it.

Lear felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a ferocious bull.

"Well."

The heart seemed to stop at this moment.

The sharp whip leg also became a little softer, and was immediately blocked by the opponent's elbow. Then he leaned forward, put all his strength on his shoulders, and hit his chest hard.

"Wow!"

Lear spit out a mouthful of blood, several bones were broken, and his tall body suddenly lost the ability to resist.

The whole person slid down against the door. "Boss."

"You're dead if they come in."

"Don't even come in!"

Lear turned his head and roared, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at him fiercely and said: "Good boy, you have the guts, what is your name?"

The other party stood up straight and said very calmly: "Aaron Bushnett of the New York Police Department.

Lear, you're under arrest. "

"Haha."

Lear laughed disdainfully and said, "You guy actually said that I was arrested. Who do you think is behind me?"

"Of course I know. Where is the information on your contact with former President William?"

The smile on Lille's face faded, and his expression became suspicious. Someone actually dared to do such a thing to Mr. William. What is the background of this person?
When he was surprised and doubtful, Aaron stepped on his chest without being polite and said coldly: "It is impossible for a person like you to have no records of his transactions with William. Hand over your records honestly."

"dream."

Lear shook his head, handing over those records would really be a death without a burial.

He committed all the crimes and was sentenced to several decades at most.

With his physique and the connections behind him, he can live a good life in prison without being a tainted witness.

Aaron is also very aware of this.

He didn't expect the other party to give an honest explanation at all, so he hit Lille with a fierce fist on the face, then grabbed the blond hair and pushed it to the ground fiercely and dragged him away.

Aaron has no courtesy towards this kind of scum.

The suffering this guy suffered was nothing compared to the suffering he inflicted on others.

Aaron punched Leer's right palm hard, crushing his little finger bone with force, and growled: "Say! Where is your information hidden?!"

With their fingers connected to their hearts, Lille's brain lost all ability to think and begged for mercy: "I said, I said, it's all in my computer."

"password!"

Aaron pinched his shattered pinky finger again.

Lear wailed: "Ah, 354712."

Although people think they can withstand torture, it turns out that 99% of humans do not have that iron will.

……

"I have transmitted the data to Borg and asked him to take it back."

"Aaron, can you do this alone?"

"Mayor David, please don't worry, I won't die that easily."

Aaron smiled, as if he was not surrounded by people on Sixteenth Street.

To ensure quick action, he had previously proposed that two people attack the building in an armed helicopter.

Capture the king and behead him alone without giving the enemy any chance to react.

The risk is high, but the time gained is enough to prevent the people behind the scenes from reacting.

"I'll send someone to pick you up right away. Until then, hold on."

"Yes."

Aaron's smile grew wider.

Leal was beside him. He stared and said with a crazy expression: "You lunatic, do you think you are making a hero movie in Hollywood? Do you think that catching me can clear away the darkness?
You will die, I will die, and everyone will be killed by Mr. William.

No one in heaven or on earth can save you! ! "

"William has died at the hands of Dio."

Lear was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

Aaron said calmly: "Times are changing, and the darkness of the American rulers is no longer unshakable."

Aaron became increasingly convinced of this after arriving in New York City.

Because when Aaron walks on the streets of New York, he doesn't need to worry about someone pulling out a gun and shooting at any time, and he can't see used needles on the ground.

People become harmonious and mutually supportive, skin color becomes unimportant, and all ethnic groups can seek common ground while reserving differences.

That was the utopia Aaron had in mind.

Twenty-five-year-old Aaron was born into a military family. As an adult, he chose to follow in the footsteps of his father and grandfather and join the army to serve the country.

But after joining the army, Aaron discovered that the United States was different from what he thought.

Because of his relationship with the Air Force Intelligence Section, he had access to the shady stories of many high-level military officials.

The United States now does not need anyone to protect it at all. Rather, what the United States needs is someone to curb external threats to other countries.

In this world, it is the United States that is causing war everywhere and obstructing peace, freedom, and democracy.

His father, his grandfather, including him, were all silent accomplices in the evils of those wars.

Aaron once wanted to retire early, but he didn't know how to rescue his beloved United States from the quagmire of crime after retirement.

As the person in charge of intelligence, he is very familiar with the public opinion climate in the United States.

Free speech is bullshit.

In confusion, he was involved in Vincent's incident. Then, he did nothing and was forced to retire on Air Force One.

To be honest, Aaron has to thank Nate for his inner distrust. It was the expulsion that allowed Aaron to find his true path.

He adjusted his police hat and his eyes were firm. Only Mayor David as president can guide this country to the right path.

Aaron is willing to fight for that goal!
(End of this chapter)